dissing what he said away I clear my throat " I appreciate your help Mr. knight, but how about we let the cops do their job? And my name is nessa or Ms. Richard ".
He chuckles " I said it's none of your concern mio angelo" emphasizing the nickname...
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Its been exactly 5 weeks since that night.
He used my body over and over none stop, the worst thing is he asked every single time and I said yes.
I prepared myself to say no every single time but the image of Noah's bloody body on my bathroom floor forced the yes to come out of my mouth instead.
I am still locked up here, no phone, no people, no communication with anyone else, just him and the old woman.
Erika.
I yelled and screamed for the first few days for him to let me out but I lost hope by day 5.
I got my period the very next day which I was more than grateful for but just like everything else it didn't last.
the moment it was done he used my body again.
He only allowed me to use the lap top when he was around.
I looked around and tried to unlock the drawer but it didn't work.
all I did when he wasn't around was take long showers or think of my old life.
Dark thoughts consumed my mind by week 2 and to this day I am debating whether to just end it all with one little cut, or wait and see what fate has for me.
I kept a piece of glass from a vase that I threw trying to get his attention.
I know this isn't me, But he took away everything from me, I miss Sophie, myself, Noah, josh, and everyone else.
At this point the only thing that's keeping me hanging is My memories and how I don't want to waste my life.
but the moment I see him I regret not ending it, I regret choosing to live.
The door clicks indicating he's here, he always comes at this time.
I quickly prepare myself to say no to him even tho I know I won't but I do it for my own sake.
He starts taking his suit Jacket along with his shirt then his pants, it sort of became a routine.
He comes from work, uses my body however he wants, finds a away to make me eat, works some more next to me, again forces me to eat, uses my body till I get numb, and in the morning he leaves before I wake up.
I got used to feeling pain in my lower body, I even found certain walks to ease it.
His lips on mine pull me out of my thought, I place my hands on his chest trying to figure out how someone with a beating heart can be so cruel.
He bites my lower lip and whispers "I missed you so much.".
I hum because it's the only response I could use to something like that.
